Lake season is about to begin. The pink rabbits are placed at the ready,
En garde, les enfants!
In the pasture adjacent to the Sea to Sebago Trail, where the bull recently ate grass, logging trucks now graze on the pines. A new dirt road carved into the woods makes way for development.
A swashbuckling challenge against the tree grabber machine by someone in running shoes, panting, sporting a sweaty croakie doesn't seem a wise fight. So the
En garde is only in my mind.
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